Hey wow, my strange little world has gone unnotices for a year or so. Shocking.
so, here I am once again stuck in the throes of my waking prison, also known as insomnia. There are unfortunately only so many things a person can do when faced with roughly 42 hours without sleep. Ive been drinking milk. Really just to find out if I can-I cant. I thought about vnturing onto peanuts, as I have the all clear, but I dont have the balls. Hmm. What a week it has been, just working my wee little socks off, and forgetting caution or emotion for a while just to see what happens. I also now know what concrete, organza and lavender taste like. Oh, hey Mark-please excuse the bollocks.